ray Oh for goodness sake, I am so sorry that this cycle has gone a bit tits up. I'm not surprised that you are so fed up and deflated. It is a hard slog, the drugs do horrible things physically and mentally and to not even get a shot at the prize must be soul destroying. Lots of love to you.
critter I am sorry that you had a few tears too. The wait is so tense. I also wouldn't rule yourself out because of some spotting. For many it is a positive sign
joy how are you holding up?
fox I offer hugs from a safe distance! Hope that your cold goes soon, it sounds like a doozey.
cos the iron thing might be worth looking into, makes sense. Thanks for your blind offer, it's very kind, but like you say the logistics are probably too difficult!
Hello sarlat How are things with you? It's a vitD deficiency and I am necking mega doses and am not quite sure what is right. I keep reading conflicting things on the interweb. The irony isn't lost on me either that I appear to have come full circle now in the scheme of TTC and am back to popping vits and investing in snake oil 
I was watching This World and it was called Ireland's Lost Children and it occurred to me that this is the best way to describe how infertility feels. In my mind my babies have always existed right from when I was a little girl and pushing dolls in a pram, it was a given that one day I would have my own real life babies and this thought continued throughout my whole life. It was always a case of "when" I would have my babies. I guess it is like they already existed somewhere and they would come into my life when the time was right. To me, finding out that I can't get pregnant feels like my babies are lost and I can't get to them. Sorry for a random thought but it hit me that it was such an apt way to describe how I feel and probably where much of the frustration & panic comes from.
Waves to gin and buzzy